Since the old Saint of Weapons said that the highest standards should be followed, the saints from all sides simply joined forces to build the temple. However, because they did not completely trust each other, they each did their own thing.

Time flew by, and the first thing to be completed was the Yaodao Dojo.

"Come on, little girl, try it."

The old medicine sage was very excited. The way of medicine and the way of elixir may seem to be the same, but in fact they are two different branches, because "elixir" can not only save lives, but also kill people. The same is true for the way of medicine. In addition to "elixir", the presentation of medicine also includes spiritual liquid, spiritual mist and so on.

Therefore, the aura emanating from this medicine dao dojo was exceptionally "soft." Ji Wushuang was afraid that it could not withstand his fierceness, so he looked up at the old medicine sage's excited eyes. Suddenly, he felt that there was a very familiar smell on him, so he said, "Senior, may I ask, what is your relationship with Sheng Yuan?"

The old Medicine Saint's expression suddenly froze, and he looked at Ji Wushuang with vigilance: "Where did you get the news about my disciple?"

The fact that the old Medicine Saint had accepted a disciple with extremely high talent was only known to those he trusted most.

The reason is simple, his disciple's bloodline is too special.

To put it simply, he is a walking treasure. His blood can prolong life, and his life fire can bring vitality to the world.

Moreover, he is still very weak now, and has not even stepped into the realm of God.

In order to protect his little disciple, the old Medicine Saint has always been very cautious and never leaks any information about him.

But how did Ji Wushuang know this?!

Ji Wushuang smiled and said, "I am the senior that Sheng Yuan mentioned. He said you wanted to see me."

Alarm bells rang in the old Medicine Saint's heart. After all, Ji Wushuang's bone age was only in her twenties. How could a little girl like her be the "predecessor" who saved his little disciple fifteen hundred years ago?

Unexpectedly, before the old Medicine Saint could speak, the disciple in his arms used the communication command alone and it lit up.

"Master! Where have you been?"

"My dear disciple, Master is in Qingyu City."

Sheng Yuan's voice rose: "Have you gone to see Senior Wushuang?"

The old Medicine Saint was stunned. "Is she really the senior who saved you back then?"

"Yes, Master, why did you go to see Senior Wushuang?"

"Master is here to build a dojo for Xiao Wushuang."

"What!" Sheng Yuan hurriedly asked, "Master! Then you must be careful!"

Perhaps the "signal" was bad, as the old Medicine Saint misheard "careful" as "careful". He immediately patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, your master uses only the best ingredients and guarantees to be very careful. Oh, and I also specially added Heavenly Fire to the dojo to help Xiao Wushuang extract the elixir."

Of course the old Medicine Saint didn’t add it, but the young disciple told him that Ji Wushuang was his predecessor back then, so the old Medicine Saint decided to add it in immediately!

Sheng Yuan: “???”

do not!

Wouldn’t the young senior’s lethality be greatly doubled?

But don’t!

"Master, you...beep...beep...with...your...heart..."

As more and more dojos were built, the noises from all sides grew louder and louder. The old Medicine Sage simply said to his disciple, "I'll let you know when I'm done. Don't worry, I'll definitely put my heart into it."

Looking at the hung up communication, Sheng Yuan looked dazed: "Uh, Master won't be blown up by the senior, right?"

Sheng Yuan's mount, the Nine-Colored Divine Deer, glanced at him calmly and said, "Don't worry about this. The old Medicine Saint has such high cultivation level, what's there to be afraid of?"

Sheng Yuan looked embarrassed: "But Senior Wushuang is very powerful. What if he burns Master's beard?"

The Nine-Colored Divine Deer expressed disbelief at this. After all, no matter how powerful a one-star deity could be, how powerful could he be?

"Don't worry."

"real."

"real."

Sheng Yuan nodded and decided to trust his master, who was the Medicine Saint.

After hanging up the communication, the old Medicine Saint hurriedly went to do a lot of upgrades to the dojo, quietly placed the Nine-Colored Sky Fire Seed, and then beckoned to Ji Wushuang, "Come on, little girl, try it quickly. After Sheng Yuan's reminder, I made some modifications and I guarantee there will be no problem."

Ji Wushuang blinked: "Really?"

"really."

Ji Wushuang thought to himself that Sheng Yuan was aware of his destructive power. He reminded the old Medicine Saint, who then made some modifications. This dojo must be strong enough, so he said, "Okay, thank you, senior. I'll go try it right away."

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